World Log: Tundra Arrival

[hadrielmods]

Who: All characters in the city
What: The log for the city's arrivel on the ice planet
Where: All around the city
When: November 21st-November 30th
Warnings: None

You all get some warning to prepare, which is great. A little time to stock up on supplies, make sure everything's where it supposed to be, call your friends in from their fishing boats. And then the city moves. It happens in the blink of an eye - one moment you're on islands, surrounded by ocean, and the next? The next you're surrounded by frozen ground, the temperature has dropped significantly, and even the sky looks different. The air has a bite to it, that familiar feeling telling you it's thinking about snowing soon. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but someday soon.

The city has rearranged itself back into that old, familiar shape, instead of spread out across islands like it was a moment ago. Maybe that'll make things easier for you, maybe it won't, but it also means the return of the lake and river that used to bisect the city - only now they're frozen over. This climate also means it'll be hard for any plants not otherwise protected to survive - and that you, too, will start feeling that cold if you're away from a warm place for too long.

And warm places might be in short supply, because when the city moved the gods did not. What does that mean for you? Well, whatever supplies are in the shops at the moment the city moves are the only ones left. No new food supplies, no new clothing, nothing. In addition, the power across the whole city is out, including water and heating. Anything else powered or supplied by gods (the hot springs, the mopeds, what's left of the orchard, the armory, the GPS) will not work.

You're on your own. Try not to die.

► This log covers November 21st-30th.
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Comments

[itsnotaonesie]

[So far Peter's only found t-shirts and tank tops. Layering those would be better than nothing, but everything has short sleeves so his arms would still be freezing and life sucks. He's about to just suck it up and slap a bunch of t-shirts on before going back out on patrol or something, but then he feels a tap on his shoulder. What's up cardigan dude, you have Spidey's attention.]

Huh. Well, a cocoon of grandpa sweaters doesn't really match my aesthetic, but I am literally freezing to death. I definitely don't wanna take those from you if you need them, though.

[vocarrah]

I think you need them a bit more than I do. I can manage.

[He gives Peter the most polite, gentlemanly smile he can muster, even as he pointedly lets his eyes scan up and down that, ah, outfit. What is this man's aesthetic, anyway?]

[itsnotaonesie]

Normally I'd put a lot more effort into protesting, but like half of my body is going numb so I'm gonna just not argue and take you up on that offer.

[He's used to people staring at his weird, colorful outfit, so it's like not even a thing. And his aesthetic is Spiders and Clown Bullshit, naturally. Too bad he's covering it all up with grandpa sweaters right now.]

You are literally my hero right now, I seriously owe you one.

[vocarrah]

Ah, my. Now you're just flattering me. [He goes rustling for more cardigans--he's got some on himself, along with the blanket from his house (it's been getting quite a bit of use lately).]

Let's see if we can save that other half, ah?

[itsnotaonesie]

I think I'm good for now, bud, but thanks. I just needed a little something to get me through the rest of my patrol without freezing to death.

[It's already going to be a little awkward web swinging around in all these extra cardigan layers he's putting on. All these layers restrict movement, y'know. Of course, he could always just walk like a normal goddamn person, but where's the fun in that?]

[vocarrah]

Patrol? Are you part of the Guard then?
[He's unfamiliar with the Guard itself, but he's ended up knowing a lot of people associated with it: Tinya, Nick, Drake...it seems they add new people all the time. For good reason, of course.]

[itsnotaonesie]

Oh, yeah! I like literally just joined, but I've been doing my own patrols since I got here. Did the same thing back home, it just kinda feels natural at this point.

[Keeping in touch with people who are basically doing the same thing he is just seemed like a good idea.]

[vocarrah]

Ah! I know a few people on there! You're in good hands! [Nick, Tinya, and Drake...ah, Drake. His smile flickers just a bit as he remembers his concern for his friend but he perks up again.]

So, ah.

[He gives Peter another interested look.]

Do you have a name?

[What about a face?]

[itsnotaonesie]

Oh yeah, I've heard good things!

[He knows Tinya and she has the most badass super powers ever. Nothing is cooler than flying. But anyway.]

I'm Spider-Man. Or Peter. I'll answer to either one.

[He does have a face. In fact, he'll whip it out RIGHT NOW, because chatting with a mask on is just kind of awkward these days. Except now his face is cold which also sucks.]

[vocarrah]

Spider-Man. [The giggle in the latter half of the title is unmistakable, but it's not derisive, at the least. The pattern, at least, makes sense now.]

A pleasure to meet you. Ianchus Cepheos.

[He's certainly young--it's almost unexpected. Moreso because he wouldn't consider someone that age young back in his world, but, ah--maybe other worlds have a different breed.]

So...may I ask the reason for the...mask? [The costume. He means the costume. The everything.]

[itsnotaonesie]

[Introductions call for handshakes, Peter smiles and holds out his hand for one since he's all polite and junk.]

The mask- well right now it's to keep my face warm, but back home I was a uh... I guess "vigilante" is a good word? Kind of. I helped people out in my free time, but I didn't want anyone finding out who I actually am, so. Mask.

[vocarrah]

[Ah! Now it all makes sense!
He shakes Peter's hand. Handshakes weren't common in Carrah, but they were the standard of greeting in whatever blasted land Atlas came from, so Ianchus likes to think he got quite good at it.]

I see. Interesting. 'Vigilante', ah? No doubt you had a reputation. [Considering that...suit.]

[itsnotaonesie]

[A+ handshaking, would shake again.]

Mostly on Youtube. I haven't been at if for very long, but I get around. It has gotten to the point where people recognize me and ask me to take selfies with them, and kids love high fiving me. It's cute, I guess.